Crow Woman 

Crow Woman spoke to shadows Of corn and bird and man Dipped stories from shadows of water Sang songs with shadows of trees The Old People knew her wisdom Spoke of her vision, her gifts Told how she always woke early To search in patterning shade They said she would spin in the desert Dressed in shadows of cloud Catch and scoop up sweet spirits Who came to dance at her feet Shapes and shifts of her shadow Dance and dare and grace Are sung now in prayer in the touch world To children who hide from the sun Beware of love of your darkness Find warmth in cool and fair Crow Woman's shadow ate her Left nothing but whisper and wind .

Heywood Williams

				Feb 16, 1990

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